young married woman?!

Yan's eyes flashed slightly, she stared down at him for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Ji Xingye smiled.

The smile spread all the way into his eyes, and there was a subtle tenderness under the light. It was hard to tell whether the tenderness in it was due to romance or true affection.

"Then I'll push you back to your room to rest for a while?"

With that said, he put on his glasses and got up and walked around to the back of the wheelchair.

Pushing the wheelchair while walking, he said: "I know you feel bad that grandpa is gone, but you still have me."

Amidst the heavy mournful music, Ji Xingye's gentle voice reached Yan's ears firmly: "I will always be with you."

Yan curled his lips and did not answer, but asked the system in his heart: [What is the mission of this world?]

【No tasks.】

The system organized the language and said: [When we first arrived in this world, I was intercepted by the world consciousness before I could find the transaction partner, and then your soul was stuffed into your current body by the world consciousness.

inside.】

[Huh?] I thought about the few minutes of system delay earlier.

[What the world consciousness conveys to me is that someone has paid the reward in advance.]

[Someone paid?] I thought about this sentence in my mind, and my brows furrowed more and more: [What do you mean?]

[It means that you are wearing the identity of the Son of the World. Under normal circumstances, the Son of the World cannot be replaced, because the Son of the World is the incarnation of the world consciousness, but someone made a deal with the world consciousness, and then the world consciousness uses the body

The right is given to you.]

After hearing these words, Yan thought for a moment: [So, you mean that someone bought the right to use this body with the world consciousness in advance, and they are just waiting for me to come and use it? 】

[You can understand it this way.] The system secretly complained that it had never seen such an operation before.

You don’t need to guess who is the person who made the deal with the world’s consciousness.

But just knowing that, the system was speechless, and even maliciously speculated-did that guy have a psychological shadow from being carried around by the big devil in the last world, so it was assigned such an identity to the big devil?!

I'm sorry but I didn't think much about it.

When he heard the system say there were no tasks, wouldn't that mean he was left to his own devices?

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at the garden shrouded in darkness.

There was still light rain falling in the completely dark night, and the cool breeze blew into my face with the moisture, immediately blowing away the scent of incense lingering in my nose.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air. When he opened his eyes and looked through the corridor lights and street lights, he saw clusters of beautiful flowers blooming around the fountain pool in the drizzle. The large areas of neatly manicured gardens looked like perfect trees.

Artwork, at the end of the isolated road stands a European-style building with brilliant lights.

The rolling wheelchair stopped at this time.

He heard the sound of holding an umbrella behind him and suddenly said: "Ji Xingye, please change the name you call me from now on."

Although Jiang Qingyan was willing to wait for Ji Xingye, it may not be without Ji Xingye's contribution.

Ji Xingye has been a face-controller since he was a child, while Jiang Qingyan has been outstanding in appearance since he was a child. Although he has a gloomy and taciturn personality due to his disabled legs, he can't hide his outstanding appearance.

As soon as he moved here, Xiao Ji Xingye pestered him all day long because of his good looks. Even if he ignored him with a cold face, Ji Xingye was not discouraged. Such persistence and enthusiasm moved Jiang Qingyan little by little.

It injected a source of fresh life into his withered and hopeless heart.

When he gradually got used to and accepted Xiao Ji Xingye's existence, Xiao Ji Xingye began to push his limits, calling her a little wife, and always vowed: "Qingyan, you are so good-looking, you will do it when you grow up."

My wife."

The adults didn't take it seriously, but little Jiang Qingyan took it seriously.

When the two reached adolescence, Ji Xingye suddenly introduced a girl to Jiang Qingyan, saying that she was his girlfriend. Jiang Qingyan was dumbfounded by this operation.

Jiang Qingyan always thought that he and Ji Xingye were childhood sweethearts, running in both directions.

Unexpectedly, it was just wishful thinking on his part.

He was sensitive and had low self-esteem, so he did not dare to ask Ji Xingye what he was thinking, and he was afraid of losing Ji Xingye and did not dare to pursue the matter.

My behavior as a child can be said to be ignorant.

The name he used when he grew up can also be explained as a result of habit, but such tenderness and considerateness can be seen everywhere in daily life. It is like a shackles, firmly locking Jiang Qingyan's wavering heart, making him feel in love with the other party.

Falling deeper and deeper into the tenderness.

Now the core in the shell is replaced by disgust...

I hate thinking about it, then just be true brothers for life.

Ji Xingye, who was holding the umbrella, paused when he heard this, put down his umbrella and strode over to Yan.

The tall body blocked the light in the corridor and cast a shadow, covering Yan's sight. Then he raised his hands and bent down to put them on Yan's shoulders, staring at the young man in front of him questioningly.

To be called his daughter-in-law for more than ten years, her youthful appearance is undoubtedly outstanding.

She is so outstanding that she can be described as beautiful. Even if she has not had a good rest these past few days and her eye sockets are full of bloodshot eyes, she cannot hide half of the brilliance of her youth. Instead, her skin color appears almost pathologically transparent and pale under the light above her head, which makes her look even more beautiful.

It adds a bit of fragile beauty.

Even though Ji Xingye has been looking at this face for more than ten years, he still doesn't get tired of it.

But the slightly raised corners of the other person's lips and the calmness in his eyes made him feel that something had changed, which made him a little panicked and inexplicably uneasy, so he hid his discomfort and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?" Yan frowned in confusion.

"It's so good, why do you suddenly ask me to change my name?" Ji Xingye said.

"It's not sudden. I wanted to correct it a long time ago."

Yan Yan retracted his gaze, looked at Yu Ye and said calmly: "I am a big man, why do you always care about calling me your wife, and you have forgotten why your girlfriends kicked you out? Isn't that right?

Because you always tell them that I am your eldest wife?"

But in Ji Xingye's ears, these words took on a different meaning.

His nervous expression suddenly relaxed, and his bored eyes became a little hesitant: "You..."

He wants to say if you are jealous.

But considering that this was my grandfather’s mourning hall, I swallowed my words, took back the hand on Yan’s shoulder, returned to the back of the wheelchair, picked up the umbrella and pushed the wheelchair into the drizzle, and said tactfully:

"You will always be my best buddy."

Yan sighed softly in his heart.

It seems that Ji Xingzhi knew Jiang Qingyan's thoughts very well, but he never made it clear.

Moreover, Ji Xingye was obviously nervous just now, and his attitude didn't seem like he had no feelings for Jiang Qingyan.

From his point of view, Ji Xingye's failure to see his heart clearly was the result of Jiang Qingyan's own habit. If only Jiang Qingyan had taken the initiative and been stronger, the two of them would not have waited so many years to get together like in the plot.

But before Ji Xingye could wait for him to speak, he thought he was really jealous and felt completely relieved.

In order to lighten the atmosphere, he changed the topic and said in a joking tone: "I introduced you to my boyfriend before, and you said you were not interested. What now? Are you still not interested?"

"interested in."

Yan said calmly: "I fell in love with a man at first sight."

Ji Xingye was stunned again by the unexpected answer.

He pushed his wheelchair into the lobby living room and asked casually as he closed his umbrella: "Who is it? Do I know him?"

"I like men, you know."

Yan looked at the luxuriously decorated hall and said softly: "When the man who walked into the mourning hall with you just now appeared at the gate, he caught my eye instantly. That feeling...how can I describe it?"

As he spoke, he seemed to be troubled.

The person behind him didn't speak, but stopped closing his umbrella, as if waiting for his explanation.

He pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The first time I saw him, my breathing was messed up, my heart was pounding, and my cheeks were slightly hot, especially when he walked towards me.

Time seems to have stopped. This feeling is exactly the same as the love at first sight you described to 'me'."

Ji Xingye's first reaction was disbelief.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Yan suddenly turned around, grabbed the hem of his clothes, looked up at him, and said, "You will support me, right?"

Ji Xingye lowered his eyelids, looked into his expectant eyes, opened and closed his half-open mouth several times, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Daughter-in-law, this is my grandpa's mourning hall..."

"Grandpa won't blame me." Yan raised his eyebrows, and his pure black eyes shone brightly under the light: "Grandpa's biggest wish is that I can find a lover who will be with me sincerely. If he knows the person I fall in love with at first sight,

Because of his funeral, I think he would also be happy."

Ji Xingye was speechless.

I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I closed my umbrella, pushed my wheelchair, and changed the subject: "It's getting late, and I have to take my grandpa to be cremated and buried tomorrow. I'll take you back to your room to rest first."

If you don't like it, just give it up.

He turned his head and raised his eyebrows, letting Ji Xingye push him into the guest room.

The reason why it is called a guest room is because Mr. Shen decided to place the funeral hall in a manor in the outskirts. There is a cemetery nearby and the crematorium is not far away.
To be continued...